"These three guys, they won't really let them become, will they?"

In the land of the Nine Secluded Places, the Styx Ancestor sat on a sea of blood, and a group of strange creatures knelt down at his feet.

Looking at the increasingly magnificent vision between heaven and earth, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

Since the creation of the Shura clan that hurts the heavens and harmony, the Styx Ancestor has vaguely sensed that the position of saint is no longer related to him.

Although as long as the sea of blood under his feet does not dry up, he will not perish, but compared to a saint, it is still a little less meaningful.

"That's the will of God, that's it." Styx closed his eyes and stopped looking at the vision.

The unwillingness finally dispersed, and a sigh sounded from the sky above the sea of blood.

In the Taisu Tianwa Palace, Nuwa's eyes suddenly looked at the desolate land, and a smile flashed in her eyes.

She knew that from today onwards, there would be three more supreme beings in the Flood Wilderness.

Before the void chaos was divided, the Dao Yuan was the first in Taiji.

From one to three with the ancestor Qi, clarify the high accumulation of the sun.

On the desolate land, visions take shape, and mountains and rivers change color.

In the horrified gaze of all things, two of the visions began to go in different directions.

The magnificent purple qi set off the three-colored petals, and went straight to the thirty-three days away.

A young man dressed in a broad robe and holding a handful of floating dust suddenly appeared under the petals.

The robe is hung with Tai Chi, and its top is gathered with three flowers.

His lips opened slightly, and an ethereal voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Heaven and earth are furnaces, and creation is work."

"The sun and the moon pass through the sky, and the rivers travel on the earth."

"Inaction and unintentionality, rational and fateful."

"The gate of the Xuanqi is like a long existence."

"I am Taiqing, today, I am in Da Luotian, set up people to teach, enlighten all people!"

Boom Boom!

Lao Tzu's voice resounded throughout the desolate land, and the Heavenly Dao suddenly began to shake.

The next moment, countless golden lights fell, shining on the three-colored petals on Lao Tzu's head.

Without waiting for the desolate beings to react, they saw the vast figure entrenched in the glow on the other side turn into a true body over the Kunlun Mountains.

An old man with white hair and white beard, broad shoulders and thick back overlooks the heavens and the earth, and an ancient flag behind him covers the sky and the sun.

Heaven and earth take an oath again.

"All things have spirits, and spirits are divided into eight gates."

"Chaos and order, order heaven and earth."

"Those who follow the heavens prosper, and those who go against the heavens die."

"Meritorious deeds are accumulated, dust-free and dirt-free."

"I am Yuqing, today, I am in the Kunlun Mountains, setting up teachings, expounding the way of heaven!"

Boom Boom!

Yuan Shi's voice fell, and countless golden lights fell from the sky and sprinkled on his body.

After the two religions were established, the way of heaven was felt, and the vast merits were fallen.

The creatures of the desolation were shocked, and their eyes couldn't help but look at the four long swords.

I saw that the four long swords that seemed to be able to cut through the long river of time began to tremble continuously, and swept towards a large island in the extreme east.

All the way, the world trembled!

The last person in Sanqing, the figure of Shangqing Tongtian emerged.

No longer elegant, Tongtian looked up at the sky, his eyes were sharp to the extreme.

A long howl exploded from the flood.

"The road is to the public, and the road is slim."

"Tianyan forty-nine, escape one of them."

"Today, I went to the Qing Dynasty to the heavens, set up a sect on the coast of the South China Sea, and vowed to intercept this glimmer of heavenly opportunity!"

"Everything and everything, those who wish to seek the Great Dao, whether they are demons or ghosts, can enter my sect!"

Boom Boom!

The way of heaven manifests again, and the golden light reappears!

"Good!"

A voice without desire and thought suddenly sounded in the ears of all living beings.

The shock in everyone's hearts has long been indescribable.

The voice just now was...... The Voice of Heaven!

The three Qings establish three religions, and want to educate all things with different concepts.

Heaven has a sense and sends down merits!

Thirty-three days outside the Great Luo Heaven, the purple air of the void rose, and a golden gate appeared one after another, this is the Eight Views Palace, which is a dojo for people to teach.

In the Kunlun Mountains of Dongsheng Shenzhou, the Sanqing Palace no longer exists, and in the pervasive Taoist fortune, a majestic jade palace rises from the ground, this is the Jade Void Palace, which is the dojo of expounding the teachings!

On the coast of the East China Sea, there is a spiritual island outside the world, four long swords fall, the blue sea retreats, and the Yuyu Qionglou is born in the air.

The three Qings all sat cross-legged in the ashram of their choice, and meditated with their eyes closed.

A clattering sound began to sound in the body, and the vast Heavenly Dao merits made the long-dormant bottleneck of the three of them begin to loosen.

Tai Sutian, a gaze penetrated the void and swept over Sanqing's body one by one.

Feeling that the breath of the three of them was rising, the corners of Nuwa's mouth were slightly hooked.

"Three senior brothers, you have finally taken this step."

In the Wuji Heavenly Zixiao Palace, feeling the trembling of the Heavenly Dao, Hongjun opened his eyes, and a trace of relief flashed on his ordinary face.

"Establish three religions and transform all souls."

"Not bad, not bad!"

"The flood in the future will depend on you."

The voice was melodious, and it came out of the main hall.

Outside the hall, a Taoist boy holding jade Ruyi lowered his head slightly, and the knuckles holding jade Ruyi were already a little white.

......

"Sister Xuanming, just now it was... What's going on? ”

Xiniu Hezhou, on a huge spirit boat, Qing He stood at the front of the deck, and there was still a little shock in his big eyes.

The vision in heaven and earth has disappeared, but the three figures that cannot be seen directly just now are deeply imprinted in Qinghe's heart.

Not only Qing He was shocked, but the Wu clans in the boat tower were also stunned.

Who those three figures were just now, these clansmen of the Xuanming tribe naturally knew.

The Wu clan is a relic of Pangu in the Sanqing, but now the Wu clan has long since withered, but the Sanqing seems to be separated from all living beings, called the chess player between heaven and earth.

For a while, in addition to the shock, complexity also rose in the hearts of this group of witches.

On the deck, Xuan Ming heard Qing He's inquiry and withdrew his gaze from the distant sky.

Compared with others, although Xuan Ming's heart was shocked, it was not because of the rising breath of the three of them.

As an ancestral witch, she knew that when Daozu preached, he had accepted six living beings as disciples, and among them were Sanqing.

As a disciple of Dao Ancestor, he obtained a wisp of Hongmeng purple qi, and it was not surprising that the three of them stepped into the saints.

Xuan Ming was shocked by the trio of Lijiao.

There are three ways to sanctify the wilderness.

One is the law of preaching, the second is to behead three corpses, and the third is to sanctify merit.

Although merit sanctification is the simplest, it is relative to the other two methods.

It is very difficult for the desolate beings to gain merit.

If you want to make merits and become holy, it is even more difficult!

In the past, the dragon and phoenix unicorn were established to divide the types of all living beings, and the Heavenly Dao felt that they gave a lot of merits.

But even so, the Ancestral Dragon Yuan Phoenix Origin Qilin was still just a quasi-saint peak consummation.

And just now, Xuan Ming could clearly feel that the breath of Sanqing was rising towards a mysterious and mysterious realm!

In the end, Xuan Ming even felt that the realm of the three of them had surpassed the previous candle nine yin.

As the strongest of the twelve ancestral witches, Candle Jiuyin has already reached the top of the Mixed Yuan Daluo in cultivation.

If you surpass the Mixed Yuan Daluo, you are Wuji and a saint.

The dragon and phoenix unicorn established the three clans, did not take that step, Sanqing established the three religions, but they achieved the avenue!

Xuan Ming knew exactly what this meant.

Above the desolation, there will be three forces that are even more terrifying than the three clans that have been in the past!

"Xiaoqing, you know your master... What realm is it? ”

Retracting his thoughts, Xuan Ming looked at the stunned Qing He, and did not answer her question, but suddenly asked such a question.

The great world is coming, and because she has committed heinous sins, she may be retaliated against by those who have a heart.

Because Houtu didn't directly tell himself Tang Hao's true realm, Xuan Ming now has to determine how big the thighs that the other party found for him are!

In the future, can we protect the Xuanming tribe from being invaded!

Hearing Xuan Ming suddenly ask, Qing He didn't react for a while.

Blinking, she subconsciously asked, "Sister, what did you say?" ”

Qing He's cute appearance made Xuan Ming laugh out loud, and the boredom in her heart dissipated a little, she touched the other party's head, and those beautiful eyes suddenly became deep and dreamy.

Looking at Qing He, the corners of Xuan Ming's mouth were hooked, and he asked word by word: "Your master, what realm is it?" ”

For some reason, looking at Xuan Ming's eyes, Qing He's consciousness suddenly became a little hazy, and he couldn't help but say, "I don't know, Mr. didn't tell me." ”

I don't know?

Hearing Qing He's answer, Xuan Ming frowned.

How can there be a mount that doesn't know what his master has cultivated?

But the next moment, Qing He seemed to remember something, even though her consciousness was a little confused, she still said with a little pride: "Although I don't know what realm Mr. is, Venerable Tongtian once told me. ”

"As Mr.'s mount, even if I see a saint in the future, I don't have to bow down, otherwise I will lose Mr.'s face!"

What?!

Hearing Qing He's words, Xuan Ming's delicate body couldn't help but be shocked.

A greater shock than seeing Sanqing's sanctification rise in her heart before!

You don't have to bow down to see a saint?

Is kneeling disgraced to him?

Could it be that your master is a more powerful existence than a saint?

How is this possible!!